Riches in Disguise novel Chapter 304

Benjamin's family was really poor.

I sighed to myself, then turned to Tiffany. "You're Ben's sister, Tiffany, right? I'm his friend, William White. Knowing you were coming, Ben asked me to arrange some new clothes for you to freshen up. How about you come with us and get changed and put on some makeup?"

Tiffany looked surprised. "Makeup and new clothes?"

I smiled. "Yeah, we're going to a nice restaurant later. You don't want to go looking like this, do you?"

When Tiffany heard "nice restaurant", she seemed a little nervous. She tugged at her clothes, nodding shyly. "Thank you, William."

Benjamin looked at me in surprise, whispering, "William, what are you doing? I didn't prepare anything for my sister."

Honestly, I didn't really need to prepare anything. A quick phone call was all it took.

Before long, we arrived at the styling studio where I had once taken Felicia.

The designers were shocked when they saw Tiffany. They had worked on many makeovers, but none like hers. Tiffany looked like she had been through a lot. It was a first for them.

While she was getting ready, we took a quick look at her backpack. To our surprise, it was full of things similar to what Felicia's mother had brought—pickled vegetables and homemade buns.

Matthew and I exchanged looks, both sighing.

After they did her hair in cute braids and dressed her in bright colors, Tiffany walked out. She wasn't transformed into a beauty, but the bold colors really suited her skin type, giving her a trendy, cool vibe.

She would no longer be overlooked from now on.

"Wow, you look just like a model!" Yvonne praised.

"Ben is amazing! I wish I had a brother like him. I'd love to wear all those pretty dresses," Amy added.

Hearing that, Matthew and the others froze.

"Are you serious? Paviluxe is above 30 dollars per person!"

I patted Matthew on the shoulder. "I told you, this one's on me. Plus, I know someone there who can help us get a discount. Don't worry about the cost. Just follow me."

At that moment, Amy's head popped out of the car. "What are you guys talking about? Are we eating or not? We're starving here!"

"Yes, yes, we're going," I said, signaling to the others. They reluctantly got in the car.

Once we were all settled, Benjamin and Tiffany began chatting about home.

Tiffany smiled softly, but her words carried a heavy weight. "Dad's leg is getting worse, and with all the rain this year, the harvest was poor. I actually came here because I wanted to ask you for some money, Ben."